I have an eternal eye

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the control of those monsters, the monk zombies were shrouded in black mist and jumped into the illusion array.

When passing through the phantom formation, the black mist of yin energy on their bodies swayed slightly, and they entered the meteorite forest without any hindrance.

"Hahaha…"

Amid the triumphant laughter of the pig demon, these zombies stretched out their sharp claws and grabbed them suddenly, and large pieces of sawdust fell down accompanied by the light of the fire.

In this land of meteors, the underworld wind is so terrifying that even the seventh-grade soul-devouring cicada cannot withstand it. This means that if any of these zombies are at least Xuan level or above, it will be a disaster for the Ancient Yuan Realm.

Their body's sharp claws are far better than knives and axes, and they are naturally good at cutting down ironwood.

Those Qianbao Pavilion demon cultivators were not idle either. They rushed into the woods and searched for the ghost copper among the trees. When they found no harvest, they ordered the zombies to chop it down...

Seeing these guys happily cutting down the iron wood forest, Zhang Biao would be lying if he said he wasn't moved.

Unfortunately, the absolute difference in strength made him suppress this idea.

He didn't need the three golden elixir demon cultivators to take action. He was a little overwhelmed by the demon cultivators and zombies alone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly and looked towards the city.

Master Qianji has obviously entered the state. With the help of Youqian City's power to control objects, he decomposes and refines the feathers one by one. He also draws out the Samadhi True Fire Silk Thread, carves talismans, and connects them in series.

The technique was so subtle that Zhang Biao couldn't understand it at all.

Cultivation is like this, each path can be subdivided, and he has also learned a lot of weapon refining methods, but compared with Master Qianji who specializes in weapon refining, he is in heaven and on earth.

At this moment, Hu Meiniang sent another message asking how the situation was.

Zhang Biao didn't go into details. He only said that he had a way to escape, but it would take time.

Hu Meiniang told him not to provoke those monsters and to leave as soon as he found the opportunity.

If those three demons enter the Ancient Yuan Realm from the Ancient Spiritual Realm, they will immediately be cursed by the spiritual world, and they will be safe by then.

Zhang Biao was noncommittal about this.

He has seen that these demon cultivators are well prepared. Since they can stay in the ancient spirit realm for such a long time, they may also have the ability to break through the realm. It just depends on whether they are willing to pay the price.

If they can enter the Ancient Yuan Realm...

Zhang Biao suddenly felt something in his heart and asked Master Qianji: "Senior, how long will it take to bring people into the original space of the world?"

Upon hearing this, Master Qianji stopped, thought for a while and shook his head, saying: "Since the origin of the world has been hidden in the earth's veins, the anchor's induction is very weak. It will take at least a stick of incense to enter."

"I know what you want to do, but the golden elixir ghost controls the flying sword and can kill you with just one encounter. There is no chance at all!"

"Then forget it."

Zhang Biao was helpless. He first sorted out the surgical materials, then took out the pot and heated the prepared Dushen soup, then drank it all in one gulp and sat cross-legged to practice Qi.

This dragon ginseng is a first-grade Xuan-level plant. It could play a huge role when he was still in the Qi-refining stage, but now the effect is obviously much slower.

The best way is to find other mysterious medicines, and the emperor and ministers can work together to make a decoction for consumption.

As for refining alchemy, he had never even thought about it.

The resources consumed are simply not available now.

After entering the foundation-building stage, if you want to enhance your Taoism, taking food is only one of them. You must also improve your spiritual roots and find spiritual veins and acupoints to practice.

Many conditions were not met, so during this period of time, his Taoism did not improve much and he could only work hard slowly.

Before I knew it, the night passed.

Zhang Biao slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of red fireworks, and then used his spiritual eyes to check his own status.

Sure enough, some more erysipelas had accumulated.

After entering the foundation building stage, the effect of the precious medicine is stronger, but there are also more erysipelas. It is really slow to remove them by transporting them every day.

He originally planned to go to Yunmengze after exploring Beiyin Mountain and take advantage of the upgrade of Youqian City to look for the witch doctor relics buried deep underground to see if he could eliminate the erysipelas through the New Year sacrifice.

But now, it is blocked here.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Things in the world are unpredictable, so we can only hope that the Soul-eating Cicada will suck up the Earth Yin Dragon Silkworms quickly. If we delay here for too long, we will not even be able to keep up with the private ferry work that we agreed to Chi Fengzi.

At this moment, the magic formula stirred in his heart.

But there was something unusual about the Soul-Eating Cicada.

Sure enough, when I opened the perspective of the Soul-eating Cicada again, I immediately realized that something was wrong.

In the Land of Falling Stars, the underworld wind became more and more violent without knowing when. Boulders weighing more than ten tons were blown around, and the wind and sand rolled up, forming huge tornadoes.

Inside the largest tornado, a huge figure loomed, as tall as a mountain, and his appearance was blurry.

hiss--!

Zhang Biao took a breath.

Could this thing be a wind spirit?

Why is it so big?

Looking at the violent Falling Star Field, Zhang Biao suddenly remembered those wind spirits shouting "Mother" when they were captured, and an idea came to his mind. Could it be that the underworld wind in this area has become a spirit charm?

Just as he was thinking, the looming giant wind spirit seemed to notice the disappearance of the small wind spirit, and suddenly became violent.

Woo——!

In the sky above the place of fallen stars, a strange sound sounded, like a trumpet blowing, like the wind blowing through the gap.

Rumble…

Massive amounts of sand and soil on the ground rose up with the tornado, like huge earth dragons, wreaking havoc everywhere.

Zhang Biao was a little excited.

The huge wind spirit in front of me is already an unimaginable giant, comparable to those legendary ancient gods.

With this level of charm, those demon cultivators will definitely suffer!

The giant spirit will naturally not miss the ironwood forest. Huge tornadoes pass through the dense forest. The extremely tough ironwoods are uprooted, rotated with the tornado, and then thrown far away.

But it is a pity that those evil spirits seemed to have been prepared. They were no longer in the dense forest and did not know where they had gone.

Boom!

A piece of meteorite wood whizzed over and hit the area where the Soul-Eating Cicada was hiding.

After Zhang Biao saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He had wondered before that with such a powerful defense, how did the human-headed owl obtain the meteorite iron wood? It turned out that it was thrown out.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately controlled the Soul-eating Cicada, flew to the meteorite iron wood, and searched carefully.

Sure enough, several baby-sized Nether Coppers were found in the crevices of the trees, far more than in the human-headed owl's lair.

Zhang Biao was not willing to miss the opportunity, so he immediately ordered the Soul-eating Cicada to dig it out. Then he searched around and found another broken meteorite wood, which also yielded something.

Buzz!

Without any hesitation, Zhang Biao immediately pressed the magic formula, and tens of thousands of soul-eating cicadas hovering in the city roared out and flew towards the place where the star fell.

"What happened?"

Master Qianji was shocked and asked quickly.

After hearing Zhang Biao tell the situation, he was also full of joy, "Okay, what a God-given opportunity. Other spiritual materials for refining Nuo noodles are available in the warehouse. As long as you find enough ghost copper, you can refine Nuo noodles now!" "

Zhang Biao also had a smile on his face. He didn't expect the turn of events to come so quickly. He thought he would escape in embarrassment this time and find nothing.

Not long after, tens of thousands of soul-devouring cicadas flew around the place where the fallen star had fallen, and under Zhang Biao's order, they dispersed and searched.

The results were surprising.

The giant wind spirit seemed to have completely gone berserk because of the disappearance of the little wind spirit. It was wreaking havoc in the ironwood forest, and a large number of ironwoods were thrown out.

The Soul-Eating Cicada was too small and its aura was so weak that the giant wind spirit couldn't detect it at all. It was perfect for Zhang Biao's treasure hunt.

After a while, the Soul-eating Cicada swarm dug up a lot of Nether Spirit Copper, which was enough to refine Nuo noodles.

Under Zhang Biao's order, some of them had returned first to transport the Netherworld Copper, while the rest continued to search.

If he didn't seize this God-given opportunity, he might fall into the hands of those monsters.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The swarm of soul-devouring cicadas finally returned, and the raindrops of ghost copper hit the bronze ground of Youqian City, making a crisp sound.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Master Qianji was overjoyed, "If you get more, with this thing, most magical weapons won't be a problem. I'm going to refine Nuo noodles now!"

He was also extremely happy. Even in the Yanjia Sect in the chessboard world, he did not have the opportunity to have such luxury.

The rules of the Yanjia Sect are strict and hierarchical. When refining powerful magical weapons, there are strict regulations on what level and what part to refine. If you want to improve your experience, you can only go up step by step.

As an unsuccessful demon cultivator, if his tribe had not provided spider silk on a regular basis, and if his master had not protected him, even he would have been arrested. How would he have had this chance?

Zhang Biao is naturally even busier.

He didn't bother to care about the meteorite iron wood, he only collected the ghost copper and soon shipped back another batch.

Of course, what he didn't know was that in a cave on the road, several formation flags were flying, hiding all the aura, and even the entrance of the cave turned into a rock.

The Qianbao Pavilion group was hiding among them.

Seeing the Soul-Eating Cicada carrying back batches of Nether Spirit Copper, the pig demon looked extremely gloomy and snorted coldly: "Humph, how dare this kid steal my things!"

The handsome man in black stretched out his orchid finger, stroking his mouth and smiling: "What a clever little brother, Mr. Zhu, there is also a swarm of poisonous wasps in my family, why don't you help you stop these little things?"

The pig demon's little eyes were filled with anger, but after hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head and said, "That's all, don't be too troublesome."

"My precious dragon silkworm has detected that there is a cave underground in this land of meteors. It is surrounded by earth energy. It must be the treasure house of the Wind God Cave."

"The Meteor Iron Wood Forest is the gateway. When it gets tired and falls into deep sleep again, we will go in and explore. Let this kid live for a few more days. When we seize the Wind Spirit Cave, we can lure those ghosts from the north there. Steal the ruins of Nadim."

"Hmph, no matter how much you eat from me, you have to spit it out!"

Zhang Biao naturally didn't know about this, so he controlled the Soul-eating Cicada to dig wildly. After a day and a night, he almost dug out all the ghostly copper in the meteorite iron wood that fell around him.

There is also a large amount of Nether Spirit Copper accumulated in the warehouse of Youqian City.

At the same time, Master Qianji is also stepping up his efforts to refine Nuo noodles.

The giant wind spirit seemed a little tired, but still refused to give up, and even began to wreak havoc in the surrounding area.

Zhang Biao also quickly took back the spirit-devouring cicada.

After a few more days, Master Qianji finally refined the Nuo noodles. These new Nuo noodles were completely made for the Twelve Hours Dream Demon and were not worn by others. Therefore, they were all huge, more than two meters high. , hanging on the watchtower, have different images, each with its own ferocity.

Of course, if you want to enthrone the Nuo God, you still need to prepare a body for him, and Master Qianji has already refined one.

It is the armor of the twelve Nuo gods. It has a body made of meteorite iron wood and various spiritual materials. It is surrounded by a human-headed owl with black feathers, a ghost head and a tiger body, and a green face and fangs. It looks terrifying and majestic.

As long as the bodies of all the Nuo gods are refined, the Twelve Hours Mengsha can be crowned as Nuo gods. At that time, Youqian City's combat power will increase sharply. If the twelve Mengsha Nuo gods work together, they may be able to resist the golden elixir.

call-!

While Zhang Biao and the others were busy, the raging giant wind spirit finally lost its strength and turned into a whirlwind, drilling into the center of the meteorite forest.

When the pig demon saw this, his expression suddenly turned ugly, "Why did this bad god end up in the cave?"

The man from the Huanxi Cult smiled slightly, "Why should Mr. Zhu worry? Anyway, we want to attract evil spirits to get rid of that boy. Why not lure the Wind God away, just to buy time for us..."